Remember our old post about The Best Opening Line For A SF/F Book?
- A screaming comes across the sky. – Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow (1973)
- It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. – George Orwell, 1984 (1949)
- The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. – William Gibson, Neuromancer (1984)
- All this happened, more or less. – Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (1969)
- There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it. – C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (1952)
- It was a pleasure to burn. – Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (1953)